Zhuang Long drained the water in the bathtub and dried himself. He put on his bathrobe and went downstairs while reading the message on his phone.

  The person who sent the message was Ji Yinbing. She asked him if he wanted to attend Mr. Dupont’s charity banquet.

  Mr. Dupont was a big shot on Wall Street. He had married the Hollywood female movie star, Monica, and had often held some banquets in recent years. No one would usually reject his invitations. Zhuang Long had a lot of assets, and the butler was responsible for taking care of his family assets. Sometimes, he could not avoid attending some banquets.

  He asked Ji Yinbing: [You’re going too?]

  Ji Yinbing said: [It doesn’t matter if I go or not. The key is that Xiao Li will go.]

  Zhuang Long said without hesitation: [Yes!]

  Ji Yinbing: [Okay.]

  Zhuang Long poured himself a cup of water and was in no hurry to drink it. He carried the water to the garden and looked up at the cold moon. Other people drank alcohol with the moon, but he drank water with the moon.

  Actually, Xiao Li’s rejection hurt Zhuang Long.

  He had rarely been hurt by feelings in his life. After the divorce, he had suffered from his feelings. Indeed, his previous idea of sticking to bachelorism was right. Unfortunately, he, a bachelor, actually had feelings for women.

  The more Zhuang Long thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He could not help but feel sad.

  He could not help but open the OK app and jump in.

  Zhuang Long: [You will never understand my sorrow, like how the day doesn’t understand the darkness of the night!]

  Yan Nuo: [Please shut up.]

  An: [Voice message.]

  Zhuang Long knew that Fang Yusheng’s singing was very shocking. He hesitated for a moment before playing it. Instantly, a pleasant male voice sang a song with a thunderous voice—


  The cold will of heaven. Ripples overflowing with color. Falling into the mortal world to hurt me. Life is easy to overcome, love is difficult. My old heart still has some hatred from my previous life…


  When he sang the last word, Fang Yusheng’s voice broke. Qiao Jiusheng was also beside him. When she heard his broken voice, she could not help but laugh. Then, Fang Yusheng’s questioning voice sounded. He said, “What are you laughing at? Are you despising your husband’s singing?”


  Qiao Jiusheng said obsequiously, “No, our Yusheng sings especially well.”


  Fang Yusheng: “Hypocrite.”


  The shameless Qiao Jiusheng actually said, “I love you.”


  Fang Yusheng added, “At least you’re honest.”


  Zhuang Long, who had tried his best to listen to the entire recording, had a conflicted expression when he heard this. Was he crazy? He was drinking cold water in the middle of the night and listening to Fang Yusheng and Qiao Jiusheng abuse each other!

  Suzanne must have heard Fang Yusheng and Qiao Jiusheng’s words. Not to be outdone, she also sent a few photos to the group.

  Zhuang Long glanced at it. It was a wedding photo. The main characters were Suzanne and Wei Xin. Needless to say, these two women standing together for a photo were really more interesting than VOGUE’s annual blockbuster shoot. Zhuang Long could not help but admire it a little more. Then, he saw that Yan Nuo had also sent a photo.

  This person was even more despicable. He actually sent a photo of Ji Yinbing sleeping with her mouth open and hugging his hand.

  Zhuang Long felt tired.

  These bastards!

  He snorted and raised his phone to take a photo of the moon in the sky. He sent it to the group and added: [The moon is really beautiful tonight.]

  An: [Although the moonlight is beautiful, the person looking at the moonlight is empty, lonely, and cold, right?]

  Zhuang Long: [Shit, our friendship is over!]

  He exited the OK app and stopped watching them make a scene.

  In the group, after Zhuang Long left, there was silence for a moment before Fang Yusheng sent a message.

  An: [He was abused by Xiao Li again?]

  Suzanne: [Isn’t the daily abuse routine?]

  Ji Yinbing: [He’s also stupid. Since he likes her, why didn’t he say anything before the divorce?]

  Yan Nuo: [Because of pride.]

  Suzanne: [Is pride more important or his wife more important?]

  Ji Yinbing: [Is pride more important or your wife more important? @Yan Nuo]

  Sheng: [Is pride more important than a wife @ An]

  Qiao Jiusheng had long joined the group because every time Fang Yusheng chatted, Qiao Jiusheng was almost always around. Her account rarely jumped out though.

  The two of them, who had wives, stared at this message and quickly swore to express their attitude without hesitation.

  An: [It’s not a big deal if the world falls apart. It’s more important if my wife is happy.]

  Yan Nuo: [You’re the most important.]

  Suzanne: [Disgusting!]

  Zhuang Long: [Enough, take pity on me. Can you let me sleep peacefully?]

  The group fell silent.

  Zhuang Long was afraid that they would disturb him so much that he could not sleep, so he simply turned off his phone.

  …


  Mr. Dupont’s charity banquet was held on Friday night at the Plaza Hotel in New York City. When Ji Yinbing and Zhuang Long arrived at the hotel, everyone else was basically present. There were too many luxury cars at the scene, and Zhuang Long could not tell which car belonged to Xiao Li.

  Ji Yinbing held his hand and walked into the venue. Zhuang Long glanced around the room but did not see Xiao Li. Mr. Dupont walked over and personally welcomed the two of them. He invited them because he was also one of the investors of the simulation uterus.

  He had invested 30 million USD and was very optimistic about Zhuang Long’s research. He knew better than anyone that once Zhuang Long’s research was successful, what awaited him would be even more generous returns.

  Most of the people present were famous figures in the financial industry and the entertainment industry. Zhuang Long and Ji Yinbing rarely stepped into the financial industry, and almost no one knew them. However, seeing that they were beautiful and handsome, some people thought that they were unknown foreign actors.

  Seeing that Dupont was personally receiving them, people finally took their identities seriously.

  Mr. Dupont was the main character of the banquet. He still had to entertain the others, so Zhuang Long and Ji Yinbing walked to a quiet place to talk. Ji Yinbing picked a glass of champagne and took a glass of fruit juice for Zhuang Long. Zhuang Long felt gratified by Ji Yinbing’s thoughtfulness.

  He took a sip of fruit juice before asking Ji Yinbing, “Have you seen Ah Li?”


  Ji Yinbing looked around and shook her head. “No.”


  The two of them chatted for a while. Some people who were curious about them and wanted to befriend them came forward to chat with them for a while before the auction started.

  Zhuang Long and Ji Yinbing attended this banquet as companions. The two of them only needed to auction one thing and donate it to a charity fund. Zhuang Long took out a pink diamond necklace for the auction that sold for more than four million yuan.

  Seeing that his item had been bought, Zhuang Long stood up and said to Ji Yinbing, “I’m going to the washroom.”


  “Yeah, okay.”


  The washrooms in the high-class venue were all fragrant. Zhuang Long ran water, washed his hands, and walked out of the washroom. He vaguely heard a woman’s voice, one of which was still a little familiar. Zhuang Long, who had originally planned to return to the auction hall, changed his direction and walked towards the corner.

  He walked to the corner and saw two women standing at the end.

  There were two women on both sides, both tall and enchanting.